||[Mar. 28th, 2005|11:42 pm]
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So I told my parents about my grades. B, A, C, C, A, B. Ooooh, it's palindromic. So they got all, "you have broken your agreements with us" "when are you going to grow up?" "we'll take you out of that failure-inducing accountability-lacking environment and you can go to Alameda High" and "you can't take college classes if you don't get As in BASE classes".
I guess it bothers me that they're so down about this whole thing, but then again, I'm sort of proud of myself. I mean... I have new priorities. New, freshmen centered priorities. God, it's embarrassing, but true. I'm not a relationship person at all. I mean, when you look at someone who's truly interpersonal, it's just mind boggling. How can they spend so much time with PEOPLE? Wouldn't they rather sit contemplatively, alone? Or at most admire their reflections? It's so easy, rewarding, and free of pressure and consequences.
It's not that I can't stand anyone. It's just that for most of the last 2 years I have been incapable of enjoying the company of others. And now that I can, it's distracting me, and my parents aren't being sweet.